Morning

This morning’s sky was breathtaking. Do you see that light teal on the lower right of the picture above? (It’s hard to see in an image this small.) The entire sky was that color, only more so. I ran back into the house for my phone but it just wouldn’t capture all the color. I don’t know why, but I won’t easily forget that gorgeous color, splashed across the heavens.

I bet people waiting for the bus just beyond the fence wondered who yelled “Wow!” for five straight minutes. 😉

Sky

7.25.2022

Thank goodness we live on a corner lot or I’d miss so much, including amazing sunsets! It was truly lovely.

Brilliance

I thought the Everglades were on fire last night, the sunset was so brilliant!

…and a full view.

It was amazing. These might be the best of the pictures but who knows, I took so many.

And all I had to do was walk out my back door. Wow.

Weed Haven

The yard guys are obviously running behind, but I delight in the weeds. Never one to worry over or demand grassy perfection, I’m happy as long as it’s green.

When it grows out this long I plop down amongst the blue, violet and yellow. The bees work purposefully around me, from flower to flower, unconcerned by my presence or that of the dogs. Serenity!

EDIT!

That was February, this is June.

There are some weeds left, but I pulled so many by hand. No chemicals around the dogs!

Sunrise

This morning before sunrise the east was ablaze with bright yellow which became orange. Brilliant transformation!

This picture shows the real deal, even my fence (which my neighbor broke) and another neighbor’s house.

Hope it doesn’t rain; I’m planning kabobs on the grill for dinner.

Sunset

Isn’t it irritating when you witness a breathtaking sunset but can’t really capture the stunning beauty of it all? Me too.

Hitch

I noticed a little hitchhiker on my dash while driving home from Home Depot yesterday.

He posed for a picture and then I tried to capture him with my used mask to return him to the wild.. as one does.

Not having any part of it, the little hellion ran across the dash and lunged at me, landing on the top of the steering wheel. At eye level!
I didn’t wait to take another picture, preferring to flee my own vehicle instead. Good luck, little Hitch.

Hurricane Season

We’re smack dab in the middle of the Atlantic season, between June 1 and November 30. It’s a magical time when people up and down our nation’s coasts clear out market shelves every time the wind blows hard.

Fred is out there. Don’t get me wrong, he’s a storm. He’s just not a hurricane type storm. Winds are projected to remain low and all he’ll really accomplish is dumping tons of liquid on an already saturated state.

Earlier in the summer we experienced massive amounts of rain and for the first time in 20 years I was worried about flooding. I told my Dad at the time that I needed to dig a trench in the front, since encroaching foliage had made the area more of a bog than what it was designed to be: a runoff.

Of course I procrastinated on the trench until this morning.

…and now I’m sitting. 😉

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